Theodora L'Engle Knight
- Location
- Portland, Oregon, USA
- Birthday
- July 02
- Title
- Pack Leader, Her Royal Highness
- Company
- Prozac On Paws: The Tale of Three Spayed Females
- Bio
- raised in Boston and never meant to leave. went to hahvahd and barely survived the experience, but i did have some lovely brushes with greatness there that i will never forget. i got 2/3 of an mba and mistakenly got into finance. now i'm a recovering accountant. you never really recover. thankfully fell into screenwriting by collaborating on a tv movie and selling it to nbc. wrote scripts for a while. also did some playwriting and was blessed to have my stuff workshopped with some pretty good actors. then i became agoraphobic after a hysterectomy to remove The Fibroid Tumor that Ate Santa Barbara. I adopted a 9-year-old yellow lab, Good Willa Hunting, and trained her to be my service dog. the second time around i married a wonderful and talented landscape architect/jazz flute and sax player. we moved up to portland, oregon 2 weeks after 9/11. lost thelma the love kitty on the way. lost my husband to pancreatic cancer and part of my brain to george brad pittuitary boomer tumor willis. now i live in senior low income housing
with my current service dogs/canine crew: Ella Fitzgerald and Cocoa Chanel. tumor george is gone gone gone, i'm writing again and even thinking about going back to the standup comedy open mikes. anything and everything is possible. i just have to leave the house one day at a time.
As Steven Wright says, "You can't have everything. Where would you put it?"
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Boanerges, love, i'd
rather that i didn't feel like
i have
to, too. but when
you…”
9:40AM - “Chuck, my love, it means
the world that you want me to
stay.
i can never ever
exp…”
9:01AM - “i love you, ric. you
know that. you always have my
back. i'll
tell you, the
women…”
8:49AM - “thanks, kathy!!! if you
think of any other blogging
sites
taht might suit me
bett…”
8:06AM - “oh, AHP, thank you,
love. when i'm in deep deep
emotional
pain and ptsd and
those…”
8:05AM
Theodora L'Engle Knight's Links
- New list
- most recent posts
- A 30ish Man Gave Me his Phone #. I'm 56.
- Live Blogging the SAG Awards
- The Black Dog of Depression/My Tale of Woe
- Photos of my Wonderpups!!!
- Leona Helmsley in Polyester/Oprah Part 2
- I'm so Freaking Tired of Oprah, Part 1
- I was a 'Ho, part 2
- I was a 'Ho in Hell Lay/Losing my Looks, Part 1
so long and thanks for all the fish.
i wish you all everything that is good. i've run my course here. the tech shit is the last straw. i have to be able to upload photos. well, that and the lack of other Jews. :) well, kidding and not. i'm grateful for the many honorary Jews who have been… Read full post »
desperately seeking jews & other ethnic people on OS.
UPDATE OF THE UPDATE: i no longer feel the way i was feeling when i wrote the old part of this post. i've let go of the EP/Cover/Ratings shit, so i don't need any more advice and such on that count. okay, guys? not that i'm not grateful for all the… Read full post »
how i 1st met my sexy 2nd husband/hot/possible book chapter
okay, this is a story that is really about how not to meet or choose your future husband. it worked out for me, except for the sad death part that will not be discussed in this piece. it was early 1990s and i was reaching the end of my 'ho-ishness in So.… Read full post »
why i shud be chosn as Ed I Tor (thanks, tink)..
(please keep checking back because i will be updating all night with more brilliantly witty remarks and please pass this on to your friends on here because i am an ATTENTION WHORE but i also just plainly LOVE AND LIVE to make people LAUGH.)
because i can play favorites as… Read full post »
help! 1 more time with the heroin addict/add cleaning woman
my place is once again a pigsty. at least now i know why. well, sort of why, since i've finally been officially diagnosed with Chronic Fatigue Syndrome, which i will hereafter refer to as CFS or Flutigue because of how it makes me feel, which would be great, except that there is… Read full post »
i'm sick with CFS, it turns out/how many of you have it too?
i want to apologize in advance for not reading many posts, if any. i have this battle going with this stupid freaking Chronic Fatigue Syndrome and another immune thang that i can't remember the name of. i know, dangling participle. kiss my freaking ass. so when i say that i'm sic… Read full post »
possible pursable properties for freaky! Grape Purse pic!!!!
because of the fabulous Possible Freaky Purse post on here: http://open.salon.com/blog/middleagedwomanblogging
and this one on here:
http://open.salon.com/blog/verbal_remedy
i decided to offer some of my close to home options!
but before i show you the Possible Purses, i wanted to share some cake.&nb… Read full post »
More Scanned Pics &, for the boys, Elvira with big tits
well, i found the box that contained my photo albums and packs and packs and packs of pics over the ages. still none of either of my husbands, but i will keep looking. for now, because i'm horribly Chronically Fatigued and sick tonight, with high fever and such, i'm posting the best… Read full post »
If it's not one thing, it's your mother/salvaged from cache
"If it's not one thing, it's your mother."
(i deleted this by mistake. thank you, Natalie, for helping me find the cache. i had 36 ratings and there are some wonderful comments that are missing now, but i'm just grateful to have recovered this at
… Read full post »Losing My Looks/Funniest thing i have EVER written, people!
(and i am one funny freaking bitch. i'm not being an attention whore, for once. this and Part One are a polished chapter of my memoir in progess, Prozac On Paws: The Tale of Three Spayed Females, about recovering from agoraphobia with the help of service dogs for invisible disabilities/psychiatric di… Read full post »
another memoir chapter! Losing my looks/I was a 'ho! Part 1!
Losing My Looks/When I was a 'Ho. Part One.
“Joke ‘em if they can’t take a
f***.”
Robin Williams
“Bisexuality doubles your chance for a date on Saturday
night.”
Woody Allen
(i was blessed and honored to have Feed the Cat link to this piece of mine in a… Read full post »
Folkie Friday: WE NEED AN ANTHEM NOW! SOME IDEAS.
okay, i was going to do a whole thing about me being a teenager in the late sixties and boycotting lettuce with the best of them and fucking a boy who looked like Mick Jagger under the Washington monument during the Cambodia demonstration where i kept running into Eugene McCarthy and… Read full post »
i can scan! pics thru the ages &, for the boys, BIG TITS!
i've never done something this egomaniacal before. shit, no, i probably have. but i figured out how to scan stuff! i'm a tech idiot, so this is big. i couldn't find photos of Richard, my late husband, which means they are buried in a moving box, one that's too… Read full post »
accounting, poem, kindness, love & pics of me looking cute!
(i've posted this before, but i'm posting it again because i have several new friends and favorites and because i've been the grateful recipient of a whole lot of human kindness lately. much much much needed kindness since i've had some majorly dark days. i was blessed to talk on the phone… Read full post »
animals & bikers w/ tattoos? Rescue Ink Unleashed's for you!
(if you are down in the dumps and this doesn't make you smile even a little, it's time for a meds check. :) this is my new favorite tv show, well, after Flashforward and the Seinfeld reunion coming up on Curb... new york former bad guys rescuing animals??? i mean, what… Read full post »
going away until new bipolar 2 meds work. raincoat pics!
i've been in an unrelenting depression. i did manage to get to the doctor at the poor people's clinic where i was also able to see the mental health nurse practitioner. got them to up my thyroid med, add in abilify to my crazy woman cocktail. they also pumped up the… Read full post »
the more things change...tsumanis, phil ochs, richie havens!
the more things stay the same, or that's how it's feeling today. another terrifying tsunami, our leader in Copenhagen and not where he needs to be, war, inequity, pestilence... OS feels like the Small Circle of Friends, the place where people give a shit about what's happening… Read full post »
open call: shelf stuff, my early kindergarten taste
i've always had eclectic taste, from the very sophisticated to the ridiculous. the ridiculous things? well, i call these items my Early Kindergarten collections. i LOVE bright primary colors, especially Red and Orange, miniatures of almost everything (well, there is one BIG exception to this.), tran
… Read full post »Happy Birthday, DeliaBlack/my Delia Dee! I love you so much!

i've just lost two friends. & i did nothing wrong, for once.
(if you're new to my blog, please read this instead or in addition. it's my Voice, if you will. or if you haven't read it. it's my first POLISHED chapter of my memoir Prozac On Paws, The Tale of Three Spayed Females, about recovering from agoraphobia with the help of a… Read full post »
sleeping ugly. the darkest side of bipolar 2. no balance yet
when this eventually passes, i will write about it for myself and for those of you who know this awful Noonday Demon (Andrew Solomon) too well. i know it's the deepest of pits because i'm a tv addict extraordinaire and i couldn't even get into the comedy section of the Emmys. i… Read full post »
Ch. 1 of Prozac on Paws: The Tale of 3 Spayed Females
the wonderpups wearing yellow rain ponchos in the rain...

i needed a tiny break from all the All Joe Wilson, All The Time stuff and the despairing health care predictions. so ta da!!! this pic is Ella Fitzgerald and Cocoa Chanel dressed in their yellow rain ponchos -- ella's wearing the striped cotton sweater that i made for… Read full post »
writers block & obama's balls are back & small miracles!
i don't know what the freak is wrong with me. (i'm trying to cut down on the swearing. apparently i was a longshoreman in a previous life.) so there will be a lot of freaks and carps -- which means crap, but i kept spelling it carp so now crap is… Read full post »
pre-worrying the gay city inspector inspecting my poor apt.
(i'm taking a little break from my break to tell you all the saga of the city inspection of my apartment.)
okay, it's done. it's over. it was a freaking breeze after all the worrying and pre-worrying and obsessing about everything that needed to be cleaned while sitting paralyzed on the couch&nb… Read full post »

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